A Nation is BornWe came to this land to flee from persecution. The right to live was our only dream.

Our visions of a new world were filled with disillusion. We split against ourselves right at the seams. The war ahead was promised as a grand conclusion. What resulted was a nation filled with cries and screams. Mothers crying, families torn. This is how our nation was born. Amber waves of grain, farmsteads built with sweat and pain. Our fathers claimed this land, which was taken from the native’s hands. Blood and tears the valleys filled, this is how their nation was killed. Mothers crying, families torn. This is how our nation was born.

Iron horses race the wind. Blood and death carve their tracks. From east to west and end to end, the nation grows but still has many cracks. Many things a nation must mend, the rights of freedom from whites to blacks. Mothers crying, families torn. This is how our nation was born. A world at war and a nation in fear. Everyone knows the end is near. One man rose above and brought devastation to the world instead of love. As a nation we fought hard and long, and throughout history never has a nation been so strong. Mothers crying, families torn. This is how our nation was born. The value of money is in decline. The politicians all say just give it time. We work and work to stay afloat, while gradually sinking in societies boat. The Mayan’s say the end is near. The future of our nation is far from clear. A Nation is Torn

You are very poetic. You should write more stuff like this because you are so good at it!

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Larry Buchanan

I am the fun loving member of S.P.O.O.KS. The paranormal research field has interested me since I was a little kid growing up in the late 80’s and early 90’s. As a kid I was fascinated in every aspect of the paranormal culture including the Ghost Buster movies. The aspect of the paranormal and science is the reason that I am involved in research today.